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| I remember when we were young How we never got along We knew just how to get to each other Even if we knew it was wrong You used to make a mess of my room Was always into my stuff No matter how many times I pulled your hair You never seemed to get enough Now we are all grown up And have rooms of our own You can't mess it up anymore And my stuff is left alone But sometimes when I lay on my bed And think of the years gone by I could have shared my stuff with you Instead of making you cry Now I spend as much time as I can Sharing stuff with you I don't mean material things Rather the fun things we do Oh I know we still fight And sometimes I could pull your hair Sisters will always be sisters you know At least now we know how much we do care! ~Mikki~ |
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| The beautiful midi you are hearing is "Sands of Time" and can be found by clicking the logo below. |